[HIATUS] Wandering Witch: Penance of a thief

[VOL 1] [Chap. 1] Thief in a night

In a world filled with magic and wonders, there lies a city that sparkles under a star-filled sky, home to witch and mystical creatures. Nestled between towering mountains and dense forests, this city is a hub for traders, adventurers, and notably, thieves.

One such thief, famed throughout the city, is known as "The Emerald Thief," renowned for his shimmering emerald eyes and his ability to vanish into the night like a ghost, leaving behind nothing but whispered tales.

Behind the beauty and enchantment, life in this city is also fraught with secrets and danger. Dark alleys and narrow lanes hide truths darker than what meets the eye.

Do you wish to delve deeper into the tale of the thief I alluded to earlier?

He was famously known as 'The Emerald Thief', notorious for his eyes that sparkled like emeralds in the dark of night.

No one has ever succeeded in capturing him; he is not only cunning and strong but also shrouded in an aura of fear, making him a formidable figure whispered about across many lands.

A bounty of 60 gold coins hangs over his head, a tempting fortune for anyone daring enough to try their luck.

But, alas... no one has ever come close to catching him.

Yet, everything begins to change when he encounters a certain witch in a distant land.

Oh, and by the way, the true identity of the thief?

It's me!

I am a very famous thief! and right now... I happen to be being chased by the police

I was carrying jewels that I stole from a rich man's house. I received information that it turned out that one of the jewels in the rich man's house was the result of illegal trading.

You can call me the noble Thief! But instead of focusing on that, it's better to focus on me who is being chased by the police in the silent night

It wasn't very quiet, because it was the police who were shouting and screaming at me to surrender
"Is this the quality of the police in this country? How disappointing, huh?"

I leaped onto a stack of crates, my emerald eyes scanning for my next path of escape. With a swift movement, I jumped, grabbing onto a hanging signboard and swinging myself onto the balcony above.

The police on their brooms were relentless, but their conventional methods were no match for my parkour skills.

I sprinted across the balcony, vaulted over the railing, and rolled onto the roof of the next building. The tiles clattered under my feet as I ran, zigzagging to avoid the spells they shot at me.

"Trying to sweep me off my feet with those old brooms, are we?" I shouted back, a smirk playing on my lips. "You'll have to fly faster than that!"

The broom riders doubled their efforts, their faces twisted in frustration. I glanced back just in time to see one of them nearly lose control, swerving wildly to avoid a chimneystack. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh, careful there! Wouldn't want to fall off and dirty your shiny badges, would we?" I taunted, leaping from one rooftop to another with the agility of a cat.

As I sprinted down a sloped roof, I grabbed a hanging clothesline and swung underneath an archway, landing gracefully on my feet in a dark alley. The narrow space slowed down my pursuers, their brooms too bulky to navigate the tight space effectively.

With the police struggling to maneuver, I turned another corner, disappearing into the shadows of the night, my laughter echoing in the air, mingling with the frustrated curses of the police above.